• Red roses are life and ultimetly death
    They are the worlds only beggining and devastating end.

    We each have a rose that follows everywhere
    until we die it waits and waits for us somewhere.

    Rosses are love and hate
    the feelings of happieness and sadness.

    The rosses are hte tears you weep
    colliding with your blood very delicatly.

    We couldnt live without our rosses
    nor could we sleep with out them.

    They prowl your nightmares
    matching you step by step.

    While they glide beside in your dreams
    making you smile with tears on your cheeks.

    Don't mislead your rose
    cherish it and let it grow.

    Love your rose and live for today not for tommorow or yesterday.